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Chapter 389 Geralt of Hell
Since ancient times, the battle in Flan has been using quick magic to cooperate with berserk warriors.Magic tuned to focus on speed rather than power.Emphasis on actual combat is a common feature of undead team magic.

The well-known French magic, and because it is easy to use, many people learn it.

However, time has changed, and by the time the ashes rebuilt the Faran Fortress, there were no magicians left.

But now, the Dragon Academy has trained a group of mages from the past, allowing the battles of the Falan Undead Team to reappear.

Geralt's charge blew the horn of battle, and he took the lead into the enemy's formation with a large machete on his shoulder.

Wanda recalled the coordination tactics taught by Constantine before: "Smash the arrows of the Franc towards the place where Geralt and the enemy are the most".

Seeing the rain of arrows, everyone looked at Wanda dumbfounded, wondering if she had received some order from Constantine to kill someone.

However, under the blue sky full of arrows, Geralt set up the curved knife and placed it horizontally in front of him, then twisted his body slightly, and with the inertial force of restoring the original posture, he turned like that.

If placed in an FPS game, Geralt's actions will definitely attract friendly exchanges from a large number of good brothers.

But now, what is displayed in front of everyone is excellent fighting skills.

The whirling cut drove the surrounding air, and the split air lingered around Geralt. When the rain of arrows fell on Geralt, the direction of the incomparable inertia was changed, following Geralt's whirling, toward Fly to where he chooses.

At this moment, Geralt really turned around, and the rain of arrows led by him, as if it was hanging, hit every remaining enemy with precision.

The people who were going to fight with Geralt slowly stopped, watching the enemy gradually decrease, and began to doubt their purpose.

The simultaneous output of a Geralt and a mage can kill almost all enemies, so why should they come?
Modu looked at the students who had stopped, and said angrily, "Move! Do you think this is the only group of enemies!"

Take care of these students, but looking at their dazed appearance on the battlefield, Modu really couldn't think of how to take care of these children.

After Geralt cleaned up, the mystics gradually occupied the main position and surrounded the former temple, carefully guarding against the approaching enemies.

The mystics condensed the Ring of Ragogador and the Shield of Seraphim in their hands, and the magic shield that shone with orange-red light was a must-have spell for them in battle.

Since joining the Dragon Academy, the magic cost of the mystics has been rewritten. They can study soul spells to improve themselves, and use their own power to condense spells.

However, the debts owed in the past still have to be repaid, except for beating the creditor three hundred times like Gu Yi, and letting the creditor take the initiative to cancel.

Fortunately, this kind of payment has been made by Gu Yi's teacher Agamotto, who has transformed the previous soul return into a magical payment, and only needs everyone to repay the loan for 50 years.

The students foolishly followed behind the mystics. Although the Dragon Academy taught magic, the education method made them used to fighting alone. This kind of cooperative battle was only dabbled in by Fran.

Modu sighed, arranged for the students to enter the position, let them disperse, and follow behind the mystic mage. A mystic mage took care of two or three students, so he should be able to take care of it...

"Attention, the first wave of lemurs is coming!"

For those experienced mystics, this kind of reminder is not necessary at all, but for those students who have not yet figured out the situation, they need a little reminder.

The mystics held up their shields and carefully looked at the center, from which various creatures of hell would appear one after another until someone sealed the area.

But not today. This is the closest place to hell. It only takes a little strength to break through the two dimensions freely. Usually, this place is under the control of Mephisto, so it is still controllable.

But it's different now. Mephisto's human body has returned to hell during that thunder and lightning bombing, and this place has become the place of hell's counterattack and revenge.

Sure enough, not long after Modu finished speaking, the evil demons of hell appeared one after another, rushing towards the defense line of the mages like a tsunami crossing the border.

"Watch out for the impact! Prepare to release..."

Before Modu finished speaking, fireballs had already shot out from the hands of those students who had already entered the state.

Like a bomber passing through the border, those fireballs exploded among the lemures, clearing out one after another.

The stunned Modu looked at the scene in front of him. Originally, what he wanted to say was to release the magic whip and use the magic weapon to protect the people behind him, but the students behind him taught him a lesson.

Modu looked at the student next to him. He was holding a hand ax in one hand and throwing fireballs with the magic fire in the other. His proficiency had surpassed the mages he had trained in Kathmandu in the past.

Grant threw fireballs to bombard the distance, turned around and hacked to death a lemure close by with a hand axe. Seeing Modu who was unmoved next to him, he asked, "Mage? Is there any problem?"

"No. Well done!"

Modu has always maintained a skeptical attitude towards the spells of the Dragon Academy. After all, what he has learned for many years has become a reference content in front of another system.

So even with a medium that can release spells and magic, Modu stubbornly uses the suspension ring.

However, the ideological impact of studying in the Dragon Academy has shaken his original stubbornness, and there are fewer and fewer mages who have the same persistence as him.

This battle is what Modu thinks is a battle of rectification. He wants to prove through actions that the mystic is the most suitable for protecting the earth.

However, the scene just now made him change his mind. Since he can attack, why should he defend desperately?

'Perhaps the spells taught by Master Ancient One are all close combat? '

The thought that suddenly popped up in his mind made Modu shake his head violently, throwing this offensive thought out of his mind.

At this moment, Modu looked around again. Both the mystic and the students were fighting side by side.Even some mystics throw fireballs called a precision.

Modu watched as Casillas gave up the Seraphim Shield, the Holy Sword of Visandi in one hand and the Great Soul Sword in the other, causing the surrounding audience to exclaim.

Seeing such behavior, Modu was a little unhappy, and silently took out the modified dragon emblem ring.

The battle outside came only from the defense with the mage, and Geralt rushed into hell alone.

The dark-faced Mephisto immediately sensed the uninvited guest, and after commanding more hell creatures to cross the dimensional barrier, he appeared behind Geralt.

"It's you! How dare you come to my place!"

Seeing Geralt, Mephisto remembered that Vanaheim's earth passage had been cut off last time, and that was the dimension world he chose, so he just lost it.

Mephisto gradually became excited and said, "I will make you a throne and use your head to decorate my palace!"

"Oh... I'm so scared!"

(End of this chapter)